There's so much pain in this world.

Tiny, insignificant human beings.

Finally had the chance to finish reading mockingjay and catching fire. So happy, so contented so sad. I could see the story unveil. I could see each arrow landing right between the eyes. I could feel her break.

Had a run tonight and cleared my mind. Been too unfocused, too strung up, too reliant.
You cant count on anyone, but yourself.
Been through a number of stuff and got my piorities right again. Being with people tends to muddle my brain.

But back to the games, just how could they justify killing as... normal.
I was thinking of words like innocent, sacrifical, but none of it was right. It didnt mean that much to them. Human are just like a doll. Rag dolls.
Killing for a greater cause sounds as hypocritical as ruling barbarically to ensure peace.

Hypocrisy. The word detested by most, shunned by all. How many could actually deny it? In the games, peeta is one true good person. Then that makes me think if the brainwash is possible if there is that much love in him esp for kat. Memories determine everything, but its only one part of The brain. What about feelings, what about instinct, what about the heart?

Feeling all sad as i read the book cause it wasnt a good ending. The greater cause can be never flawless with so deaths cushioning it. People with the memories of it will suffer worse fate than death.
But then again, life isnt flawless. Nothing ever is.

Cornucopia. Corpusia. What an idiot.